Butterflies
After the heavy rain
And the outbreak of green
Came all in a magical train
Little beauties so keen
I wondered where they'd been
On beautiful blooms
They match out a strange beauty
They mate in petals' rooms
Frenzy flaps in unity
A colony of butterflies without enmity
Their wings, colourful witchcrafts
Sweetness of existence is fun
Create them a wonderful love drafts
Like flints, they sparkle in the sun
To keep some in a jar, I took a run.
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